Cats!

I have several cats. Some are permanent staff and some just drift in and out.

Roscoe, for example, was in the neighborhood when I moved here. He used to hide from me and cower whenever anyone or anything came near, but over the course of almost five years he's gotten to where he not only trusts me but even comes in the house from time to time. Sometimes he'll stay for several days before wandering off again.

He walks around with his tongue sticking out most of the time. I suspect that's the result of some injury. That injury may also be the reason he seems so afraid of people.

In any event, I walked back into my laundry room this evening to find Roscoe there, peeing in my laundry. Little asshat. I didn't even know he was in the house.